A Time to Lament

(Inspired by Rev. Brenda Deily’s sermon 2/21/21)

By Lorraine J. Anderson

We live in a hard world.

Thanks be to God.

We cry every day.

Thanks be to God.


In the hard times,

Thanks be to God,

We look to the cross.

Thanks be to God.


Let us cry to God.

Thanks be to God.

God is always near.

Thanks be to God.


He may seem far.

Thanks be to God.

The evil surrounds us.

Thanks be to God.


God, have you left us?

Thanks be to God.

No, you are with us still.

Thanks be to God.


We see evil all around.

Thanks be to God

Yet you still love us.

Thanks be to God.


May grieving be short.

Thanks be to God.

May joy come soon.

Thanks be to God.


Life as Football

By Lorraine J. Anderson

We put on our helmets.

We put on our guards.

We put on our cleats.

We run for the zone.

We scramble around.

We pile up ourselves up.

We dive for the ball.

We keep others away.

We play for our team.

We fall down to the ground

Some of us pop up;

Some others stay down.

We get pushed off field.

We run the whole way.

We scheme and we plan.

Our plans go awry.

Some leave the field.

Some stay in the game.

Some sit on the bleachers.

Some play through the rain.

But what we forget,

The most important point of all —

We are all on the same team

We are all children of God.

And when we make the last touchdown,

Our time will be done.

We can rest in the Lord.

Our game will be won.


~~~~~~~New Years, New Beginnings~~~~~~~

By Lorraine J. Anderson

Dear Lord,

As one day flows into the next,

We remark on the passage of time,

As if the division of the days and nights

Truly make a difference.


Yet we need the passage of time,

To let us know where we are.

And while today may be the same as yesterday,

Months and years bring changes.


A baby grows to a child, an adult grows old,

Yet it is only in contrast that we notice the change,

Like following a trickle to a stream to a river to the sea,

We wonder how the trickle grew so big.


Life is slow, yet life is fast,

We wait impatiently for the next change,

And the next year comes before we know it.

Yet tomorrow comes slowly.


You are the only true constant, oh Lord,

Give us the wisdom not to waste time,

The patience to wait on You,

And guidance to help and love our neighbors.



A Christmas Prayer Meditation

Dear Lord of life and love and peace,

This Christmas Eve is different from those most of us have known.  A contagious sickness prevents us from gathering together in person, yet we still gather together through the electronic means You have inspired and are still able to see and hear family and friends.

Thank You.

We have lost friends and loved ones to the virus and to the essential isolation and distancing from others to help curb the contagion.  We pray that You have taken in Your arms those who have lost their lives because of the virus, those who have lost the will to live because of the isolation, and those who have lost their lives because of overcrowded medical facilities.  Yet we thank you for those same facilities and the tired, weary caregivers.  Give those caregivers strength and peace and may they know that we appreciate them.

Thank you.

We have lost friends and colleagues due to political strife.  Yet the world has always had political strife and wars and disagreements.  Help us to not demonize those people who believe the opposite that we believe.  We are all imperfect reflections of Your creation, and we need to realize that.  We thank You for Your grace and love that forgives us all, no matter what political philosophy or politician we follow.

Thank you.

Most of all, we thank you for the Christmas season.  We acknowledge that our Christmas traditions are taken from those religions having nothing to with You, yet You know that we need these traditions to inspire us and turn us towards You.

Thank you.

We know that we are not promised sunshine and rainbows for the whole of our days, yet we know that sunshine and rainbows may often follow a storm.  We pray that the storms of 2020 will abate, and that 2021 will be brighter.  Yet we thank you for the lessons of 2020.

Thank you.

Mostly, we thank you for the gift of your Love and in this season, we thank you for the gift of Your Son.  We know that He probably was not born on December 25, but the important thing was that He was born and died to be the sacrificial lamb for us.

Thank you.

In Jesus’ name we pray.


How Sad

— Thoughts on the current world situation —

By Lorraine J. Anderson

When life is quiet and times are prosperous,

We get along,

When life is turbulent and times are dangerous,

We fight.

How sad.

Are we not all the same?

Are we not all human?

Why do we argue?

Why don’t we want the best for each other?

But the problem is — we do.

Most want the best for each other.

Most help each other —

—If we know each other personally.

But there are those who create discord.

They claim the other side is evil.

They claim the other side will destroy us.

They claim that the other side will kill us.

We listen to them.

Yet, when we meet the other side,

There’s a dissonance.

The other side,

    They are us.

       We are them.

Why are we fighting us?

How sad.

Like a Robin in the Snow

In these days of fear

Turn to God.

In these days of gaslighting,

Turn to God.

In these days of pride,

Turn to God.

God will calm your fears

God will tell you the truth

God’s pride in you is all you need.


In these days of compassion,

Turn to God

In these times of pandemic

Turn to God.

In these days of separation,

Turn to God.

God will bless your compassion

God will lift your soul

God will erase all separation.


Like a robin in the snow,

Turn to God

Like a fish in a frozen pond,

Turn to God.

Like a gull in a storm,

Turn to God

God will provide,

God may not always keep you safe,

But God will always guide you



Musings on the Beatitudes

By Lorraine J. Anderson

Unfortunate are those who will not mourn

 For the comfort of God will be denied to them.

Unfortunate are those who are prosperous,

 For the way to heaven will be difficult.

Unfortunate are the powerful,

   For they shall be humbled.

Unfortunate are the wicked,

  For the face of God shall turn away from them.

Unfortunate are those who are content,

  For they often forget to thank God for their blessings.

Unfortunate are the warmongers,

  For they will never know God’s love.

Unfortunate are those who delight in persecuting others,

  For they shall not know Heaven.

But those fortunate are those who love God and love their neighbors as themselves,

For they shall know God’s love.



Why Do We See Beauty?

Why Do We See Beauty?

By Lorraine J. Anderson

Does the tiger see beauty?

Does the bee gaze at the sea?

Does the woodchuck write poetry?

Does the lemur paint trees?

Lord, grant that we may always see

All that You have created us to be.


No, we smell the fragrant flowers,

We sail the deep blue seas,

We create songs and poetry,

We gaze at red tinged autumn trees.

Lord, grant that we may always see

All that You have created us to be.


But why do we like poetry?

Why does art inspire Romance?

Why do we sing rolling operas?

Why do we engage in the dance?

Lord, grant that we may always see

All that You have created us to be.


My Lord, You have painted the sunrise.

My Lord, You have created the poetry.

My Lord, You have written the songs.

My Lord, You have created all for us to see.

Lord, grant that we may always see

All that You have created us to be.


We thank You, Lord, for letting us see,

The beauty that you have created us to be.


Let God

In these days of hurry, hurry, hurry, get this done now, no time for stopping –

Let go and let God.

In these days of anxiety and hate and grief and loathe your neighbors –

Let go and let God.

In these days of “you need to think like me and talk like me and look like me or else you are evil,”

Let go and let God.

Let go and let God,

Let go and let God,

Guide you to the love He provides

Show you the beauty of all humankind .

Let go and let God,

Help you combat the evil in our lives.

Let go and let God.

The Hero of Our Stories

Lord Jesus,

What is it about your story

That lasts through the ages?

You weren’t the rich prince.

You didn’t get the girl.

You didn’t solve the mystery.

You didn’t incite rebellion.

You didn’t go on a quest.

You didn’t kill the monster.

Yet you were rich in God’s love,

You got all of humankind.

You solved the mystery of life.

You created a personal way to God

Through Your sacrifice.

You incited peace amongst peoples.

You quested for fishers of men,

You killed the monster of Death.

Lord Jesus, You are the light of the world,

And the hero of our stories.


This Ride on Earth


By Lorraine J. Anderson

When my ride on Earth is over,
And the lights all fade til gone
I pray that the Spirit will take me
To the Father and the Son.

When I finally shed this body
All my pain will fade away,
I’ll be reborn in Heaven.
Oh, Lord, this is what I pray.

No more misunderstandings
No more wars and fights,
No more petty ego tantrums.
I will fully blaze in his Light.

But until that day comes, oh Lord,
Help me ride through this life on Earth,
Help me to light Your way for others,
So that we all might have Your rebirth.

In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Thanksgiving – a Meditation

Oh, Lord, today is Thanksgiving day.
We thank you for friends who are family,
And for family who are friends .

We thank you for food on our tables,
For the blessings in our lives
And the troubles which help us grow in you.

We pray that the mighty would learn to be humble,
And the humble might learn to be mighty,
And that we all may turn to You.

Lord, we know that we may not always understand
Or even like our neighbors, close by, or across the world.
But grant us the ability to love them as our family in You.

Thank You for everything.




By Lorraine J. Anderson

Look around,
See the sun piercing columns through the clouds.
Look around,
See the color of the rainbow after a dark springtime rain.
Look around,
See the variety of the people around you.
Look around,
See the face of God.

Look up,
See the radiant moon bows in the winter sky.
Look up,
See the eagle soaring over the river.
Look up,
See your neighbor in need.
Look up,
See the face of God.

Look down,
See the Queen Anne’s Lace and the wild thistle.
Look down,
See the robin spying for big brown worms.
Look down,
See the little green frog hopping out of your way,
Look down,
See the face of God.

Look up,
Look down,
Look all around,
See the beauty of God.

The Lost Cross

The Lost Cross

By Lorraine J. Anderson

I owned a little cross
That to me was blessed.
It was just a piece of plastic
But it outshone the rest.

It was given to me by friends
At a retreat out in some fields.
Where love and laughter reigned
And hearts and souls were healed.

One day it came up missing
Nowhere could it be found.
I looked almost everywhere
In suitcases and bags all around.

I was upset and broken-hearted.
How could I lose this cross?
Then I realized that it wasn’t the plastic
I had something that could never be lost.

You see, the cross is just a symbol
Of Calvary’s hallowed grounds
And of our greatest Friend,
Who for our sins laid His life down.

I may never find that plastic cross.
But one thing that can never depart.
I will never ever lose the love
Of the cross that’s in my heart.

Help Us


By Lorraine J. Anderson

Lord, help us now to follow You,

Please Reinvent us every day,

May we follow You in all we do.

Your precepts not betray.

Lord, help us to accept Your Grace,

With humble heart and mind

May we Your love embrace

And peace there in to find.

Lord, help us to accept your mercy,

And forgive us all our trespasses

Our efforts do not make us worthy,

But Your love for us surpasses.

Lord, help us follow with humble heart,

And not brag on our merits

In our lives please take a part,

So that we the Kingdom inherit.

God Is….

God Is….

By Lorraine J. Anderson

God is the light that helps you see

Out on the turbulent deep dark sea.

God is the salt that flavors your life

When all around is trouble and strife.

God is the rock on which you stand

When all around is sinking sand.

God is the constant loving force

When all of your life is filled with remorse.

God is the joy when all things are grand,

God is the joy when you’re on sinking sand.

Eucharistos Reflections

Eucharistos Reflections

By Lorraine J. Anderson

Sing praises to God

Give thanks to Him.

Give thanks to God

Sing praise to him


Act in faith to him;

Turn and give thanks.

Turn in faith to Him;

To him act in Thanks.


Thanks to Him brings joy;

Praise to Him brings grace.

Praise to Him brings joy;

Thanks to Him brings grace


Do not be discouraged

But always be grateful.

Give Thanks and Joy and Praise

To the Lord our God,

(Thanks to Rev. Brenda Deily for inspiration.)

All Things Beautiful

By Lorraine J. Anderson

The world is filled with the beauty of God.

He is the tree stretching up to the sky.

He is the early morning golden mist.

He is the geese flying south on high.

He is the mountain far in the distance

He is the ant industrially toiling.

He is the rainbow after an evening rain.

He is the stormy ocean boiling.

He is the full moon in a clear black sky.

He is the warthog for roots digging.

He is the old man passing by with his walker.

He is the operatic soprano singing.

He is the spider in the web in the corner.

He is the worm in the ground.

He is the robin singing for his mate.

He is the far-off freight train sound.

He is the baby in his mother’s arms.

He is the golden fish in the lake.

He is the shimmering Northern lights .

He is the hissing cobra snake.

He is the butterfly in the flowers.

He is the field of green green soy.

He is the amoeba in the deep sea.

He is the dirty grimy little boy.

He is All and considers all things beautiful.

And asks that we do, too.

May we learn to love all God is.

And follow his lead so true.